Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 638: 640 is missing

Chapter 638: 640 is missing

Chapter 638 640. Gone

As for Lan Ens previous tactical deception, he only hoped that the Nilfgaardians would deploy a warlock carrying chaos magic beside each senior officer to serve as an auxiliary judgment for his battlefield insights.

Pure insight is needed to find the headquarters. It may take more than ten minutes to collect information on this huge battlefield.

But with a warlock carrying chaos magic as a mark, this auxiliary method can increase his efficiency more than ten times!

Nowadays, when the warlocks communications are woven into a network.

Lan En's [Spiritual Vision] withdrew from the sky and looked toward the southwest.

He has found the place where network information circulates most frequently. There is no doubt that all battlefield information should be summarized at the general command post.

"found it."

Within ten minutes of entering the battlefield, he had found Menno Kuhorn's command post.

Originally, he had to cross the entire battlefield, because [Spirit Vision] did not allow him to make much progress in visual distance. He needs to use his legs to measure the entire battlefield.

But now, Menno Kuhorns act of genius has completely helped him.

It will be a long journey, and the journey will not be short.

Lan En glanced sideways at Lincoln beside him. This boy was riding a horse at the same level as him.

"We can hold it, to be precise." Lincoln reported to Lane calmly and confidently.

All our exercises and plans so far are just for one purposenot to be left behind by you. So.

This half-grown boy looked directly into the cat eyes on the horse and bowed to Lan En.

Please do your best.

The corners of the witcher's mouth curled up.

On the top of the hill, the surviving Northern Allied Forces stared blankly at the tall figure, turning into a black shadow at a speed that was no less than that of a war horse.

Another knight who was standing next to the man just now raised his spear and shouted towards the mountain.

Keep this Fire Scorpion siege crossbow! Stick to your position! Stick to the original strategic deployment!

In Lincoln's mind, the changes in the Nilfgaardians were indifferent.

Because after his master enters the scene, even if it is a change, it will be forcibly brought back!

All of them believed it as a matter of course.

The soldiers on the hilltop looked at each other in shock. None of them had seen this army of only more than 60 people.

None of them had seen the shouting knight.

But Lincoln's tone was firm and confident, even for the biggest official these men had ever seen.

So the soldiers on the mountain stood at attention subconsciously: "Understood, sir! Yes, sir!"

In the command post where Menno Kuhorn is located.

Uh-huh!

Fringilla Weige, who was looking up to the sky, with the light of chaotic magic flashing slightly in her pupils, suddenly something happened!

She subconsciously covered her sides with her hands and let out a cry of pain as if she was being cut into her body by a sharp knife.

Suddenly, in the busy command post, the staff officers and clerks around Fringilla Weige immediately supported her nervously. The documents in his hand were scattered all over the floor.

Madam? Madam?

Menno Kuhorn also came over immediately with concern.

This sorceress is now the eyes and mouth used by the command post to coordinate the entire battlefield. Except for the marshal himself, she can't let anything happen to anyone!

The sorceress was bending her body like a cooked prawn on the ground, with her mouth open but she could only inhale without breathing out.

"doctor!"

The marshal immediately arranged for rescue, but the military doctor assigned to the marshal found nothing after checking the sorceress.

Just say 'panic attack'.

It took Fringilla Weige two minutes to finally flatten her tense and hunched body, and resume her steady breathing.

Whats the matter with you?

Menno Kuhorn asked her in a tone that was close to scrutiny.

There, a warlock died. Fringilla gasped, covering her heart that was still beating rapidly. "Our communication is based on telepathy, and the fear and pain of his death were also transmitted to me. It hurts and is so scary!"

Hearing the news of the warlock's death, Menno Kuhoun's eyes immediately narrowed.

The ominous premonition in his heart was reawakened because of these words.

"Do you know how he died? Who killed him?" "I don't know, it was too fast." Fringilla shook her head, "He couldn't do anything, his whole body was shot through. from here."

As she spoke, the sorceress pointed to the side of her body that she had just subconsciously covered.

Menno Kuhorn immediately realized that that was where the kidneys were. If he was shot from behind in this place, he would indeed die very quickly, and even the murderer's face would not be visible.

Is it an accident?

The marshal tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart. After asking Fringilla for the number of the dead warlock, he asked the clerk to immediately find the relevant information.

"We have just transferred a Fire Scorpion siege crossbow to his unit. If the northerners adopt a reciprocal attitude and also transfer a ballista, this is very likely to happen."

The clerk reports to the marshal after sorting out the information.

Can they mobilize their equipment quickly enough to keep up with us?

Menno Kuhorn said with a cold face.

"This is possible, Marshal. First of all, the ballista they transferred may not be very large and difficult to move. Secondly, there may be a storage point for the ballista near them. Our information exchange efficiency is better than that of the other party. Its true that its a lot stronger, but we are still far from being able to see through all the secrets of the entire battlefield.

The secretary felt that this was not a big deal. It was just the death or injury of a warlock. The biggest surprise was that there was no accident on the battlefield.

In fact, these warlocks have had accidents now, which makes the secretary feel relieved.

Many people actually subconsciously believe in the saying "conservation of luck".

If you have good luck in one aspect, then there may be corresponding misfortune waiting on the road. Better to be average.

Menno Kuhorn pursed his lips and reluctantly agreed with these statements.

So he turned to Fringilla, who was still holding her flank, and asked: "How is your current condition? We have not received news from the troops below for forty minutes, and we have not issued orders."

The Marshal's eyes were like a hawk, and he would not be polite because of the distant relationship between Fringilla and the emperor.

If letting this woman die can lead to victory in the war, then based on Menno Kuhorn's understanding of the emperor, he must not be pretentious for even half a second.

Fringilla is obviously a clever sorceress.

She took a deep breath and stood up tremblingly: "I have no problem, Marshal."

Very good, lets get started.

So on Fringilla's face, which was covered in cold sweat due to the pain and fear of death, the chaotic magic light in her eyes was ignited again.

But this time, the connection only lasted for less than a second, and Fringilla quickly retreated.

Her face is now even more exaggeratedly pale than before.

"What happened?"

Menno Kuhorn was always paying attention to the sorceress. When he saw this expression, his uneasiness suddenly rose.

No, its gone.

The sorceress spoke with trembling lips.

What is missing?! Tell me clearly, **** sorceress! Has your brain been damaged by magic?

The marshal's iron-gloved palms pinched the sorceress's delicate shoulders and shouted loudly.

And Fringilla said with a shudder.

The ten warlocks links are missing.

It was as if time had stopped in this camp, and the expressions of the clerk, affairs officer, and staff were all frozen in this moment.

Their brains dont even dare to understand the meaning of this sentence.

The heart began to beat wildly, the salivary glands secreted rapidly due to tension, and an unspeakable trembling feeling swept through the whole body.

"he came."

Menno Kuhorn, at this time, subconsciously expressed the uneasiness that had been lingering in his heart for a long time.

Although in his mind at this time, he may not even know what he is talking about.

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